Vasovagal Syncope.

Clock out, start my car and check my phone.
I look down, see a text "Hey, you doing okay bro?"
Confused and realizing I missed about 12 calls.
Didn't know what was going on, nothing was clear,
*Incoming call from 'enter name here'*.
I answered "Hey what's up?" and then I heard the tears.
"What's going on? What did I miss? Are you alright?"
'You didn't hear? She was driving and passed away last night.'
I dropped my phone on the floorboard and head hit the wheel.
Thinking to myself-fuck, this shit can't be real-
This 10 minute drive home felt like forever.
I turned on our song before I stopped to get liquor.
I didn't know what to do and I didn't have much to say,
So I just decided to drink my night away.
I remember calling my mom, it must have been 4am.
She started to cry and asked me, what happened?
I just kept apologizing for not being able to cry.
I tried and I tried but my tear ducts were dry.
I just had an overwhelming feeling of hollowness inside.
I know they say there is 5 stages of grieving,
But I just couldn't accept that forever you're leaving.
You had plans, goals and so many ambitions.
It all changed when you were taken by the ambulance.
Flashing lights and sirens never sounded more silent.
Ear piercing screams heard miles from the accident.
I remember when we wanted to move and start a life.
On our drive home you looked at me and said "Idaho feels right;
We can both work and I heard they have really good schools
Now can we stop somewhere so I can get some food?"
You were so funny and always could make me smile.
Sure, we fought and argued but that only lasted a little while.
Though we hadn't talked in just about a year,
I was still living my most awful of fears.
No matter what happened or time spent apart,
We'd always find our way back to each others heart.
So, though each year gets just a little bit harder,
I know that someday soon we'll get to see eachother.

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Comments

poemagraphic

Wed 2nd Jan 2019 21:03

Time is the greatest healer, it is true.
Time is relevant to whoever is passing though it.

Time can not stand still, time can not move backwards.

We are moving forwards towards eternity continuously.

We are living the infinite. We will catch up with those who are a few steps ahead. Trust me they will rest and catch their breath and then past and present become the eternal now.

United together, forever and ever.

Rushing to meet the departed just delays our reunion. As we have to wait for them to wait for us.

The future can influence the past

Po

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Alan Travis Braddock

Tue 11th Dec 2018 08:37

Yes; when someone dies suddenly you always have a hole in your life - you thought that you would see them again. Some incident comes along and you think " XX would have smiled at that...." and then there is this vacuum...Good Luck,

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